Bianca's pov
I'd lie if I said I ain't excited about this senior's party thingy.
The last time I went to a party is last week Saturday and I got home and mom had packed all my belongings and said that she was taking me to my aunt the following day. I was as shocked as you are, I was actually more hurt and I wish I could have reversed that but not anymore. I wouldn't have met Yolanda.
"Let's go" She pulled me out of the cab.
"You actually have good taste in fashion!" She said talking another look at herself.
Yeah I borrowed her my clothes. Giggles.
We jogged into the house and the music was banging as the teenagers grooved to it.
I began jumping around in motion and she joined. I like that about her, she joins me in my craziness.
"Drinks?!" She shouted over the music.
"Sure!" I followed her into the kitchen.
She handed me a cider bottle.
"Baby I drink spirits" I smirked and she busted into laughter.
"Shots?" I offered her.
"Yeah why not" She smirked.
We took a few shots of some bottle I couldn't even pronounce.
Yes I know what it is, I've drank it so many times in different parties!
We toured the house together and so many people were moaning in the bedroom section. They'll probably regret it in the morning, Tragic!
Yolanda and I settled on the stairs laughing and drunk teenagers.
She played with my hair and it was getting me a little horny. Excuse me!
Seconds didn't pass before we started sucking faces, gosh this girl does weird things to me that most boys failed to do and I think I'm admitting because I had something to drink. *Wink*
"I wanna pee, Excuse me!" I pulled away.
I stood up and she followed behind me.
I walked into the bathroom cautious of what I might find. Who knows, what if someone is being gives head or worse being given strokes while touching the basin.
Yeah, I've had a lot to drink. I laughed to myself.
I peed and we walked out.
"So she is your cousin?" I had someone speak.
"Yeah... I can't stand her gosh!" Whoever replied.
"Is it true that her dad is in jail?" The person spoke again.
I stopped walking to listen to this conversation attentively.
"What?!" Yolanda pulled my hand.
"Shh!" I whispered.
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